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I have been asked by several readers to put a picture of the rice in question. Notice the 1 kilo measurement - maybe that was a sign.
There is a new Crown Club to go to in Jacksonville but the view is of fat guys jackhammering outside. It shakes the whole place violently. In other exciting news, I was detained for about 15 minutes for having rice in my luggage. I bought it at the Columbia Restaurant in St Augustine and I almost had to open it. I am now the rice bomber. The TSA will also be detaining people with beans, sprouts, and other legumes. Pray to Allah and Uncle Ben.
This building holds all of the transfer forms. It is called Apathy Hall. It is named after the famous Spaniard Francisco del Apateo who transferred his citizenship to Cuba for the rum.
In honor of my wife's first year of college, I stopped by her old school. She tells me that 87% of students end up transferring to other colleges so the alumni association is made up of a guy named Ed and his common law wife Bertha.
Nice view after my sobering walk through town.
I found a place that has 50 taps of beer including some nice Belgians like Chimay and Delirium. Pretty nice find among the old buildings.
I was driving back to the hotel and noticed that St. Augustine was 18 miles away. Guess what I did?
I have previously had their short rib sliders and loved them. I decided to get the full entree and was blown away. It came on a blue cheese spinach risotto and with a nice cabernet, it was nice. I know my regular readers will wonder why I am not having beer. I am trying to expand my horizons after our enlightening trip to the wine country in California.
I come to Jacksonville twice a year and always try to make it here. It is a small place downtown and it is just hidden enough to keep morons at bay with a nearby Quizno's.
I am in a boardroom doing a series of meetings and this is my view of the afternoon rain on the river. I feel metropolitan and fancy.
The Jacksonville Marriott on Salisbury Road is known for their stucco architecture on concrete block and for their pressed meat steaks.
Is it lame to post? Yes but if you saw the old one you thought you were landing in 1978. The funny thing was that I landed around 7:30 pm and everything was closed like it was 3:00 am.
We made our monthly trek to Inman Park for Cheryl's gluten free dinner and we found these delights filled with pork belly. I will be dreaming of these Krystal sized pockets of joy.
Wildfire does baby versions of their massive desserts and I did the peanut butter cup one with a nice espresso. It is helping me study...
To keep on my low carb brain diet, I went for this blue cheese sirloin salad. I feel smarter know (insert spelling joke here).
I am at a local restaurant trying to cram more info into my head. I am taking a class prepping me for the Project Management Certification and decided to have a nice working dinner at Wildfire near Perimeter Mall. It is hard being so close to home but so far away. Anyway, blogging is keeping me sane. This is my view - note the tattered notebook on the nice dining table. I am classy.
We got this for free because they thought I was a food critic. Taking pictures of all of your food and ordering different entrees helps with the disguise. The eclair was OK but the texture seemed forced like they were trying to be avant garde.
A nice take on a traditional entree with fennel sausage. Light yet tasty.
Radishes with sea salt felt like a very Parisian snack and is delicious.
After the beer festival of sweat, we went to this new restaurant in Decatur. The chicken was a signature dish and was nicely and simply roasted. The restaurant is a nice addition to the crowded Decatur food scene.